Page 140 of Cruel Elite (Princes of Ravenlake Academy 3)

“Has this been a fantasy of yours?” she asks.

“For years,” I admit. “The things I wanted to do to you…”

Penny lets go of me, slides off of the shelf, and holds her arms out to the side. “Do them.”

“What?” I ask, feeling the sudden desire to pinch myself.

“Whatever you want to do,” she says, licking her lips. “Do it. Now. Let me be your fantasy.”

The words alone are almost enough to send me over the edge. The most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen telling me to do whatever I want to her?

God, help me. I’m a bad, bad man.

I look at the Santa Claus night light next to the door. “Avert your eyes, Santa.”

Penny laughs, but the sound stops when I slide the straps of her sundress off of her shoulders.

She isn’t wearing a bra underneath, so her breasts are perfectly bared before me, and I lean forward to take one in my mouth, lavishing it with kisses.

Then, I push Penny to her knees.

She wastes no time, wrapping her hand around my base and taking me into her mouth. Her lips are full and soft around me, and the sight of me sliding between them is beyond even what my imagination could have conjured at the tender age of fifteen.

I want to stay like this for hours, but I won’t last another ten minutes.

Not with the way her tongue is swirling around me and the way her mouth makes a popping sound as she slides off the end of me just before plunging back on.

Much too soon, I grab Penny’s hand and help her stand up.

Then, I turn her around, take both of her hands in mine, and wrap them around the support beam of the shelf.

I hook my fingers in the delicate lace material of her panties and slide them down her toned, tanned legs.

Her back arches, and I can see the small dimples on either side of her back, just above her round ass.

Every inch of her is beautiful, perfect.

I told myself this would be fast, but it’s hard to have sex with Penny without admiring every inch of her.

It’s like going to Rome with your eyes closed.

You can’t help but stop and look around a bit.

Penny reaches behind her and takes my length in her hand again, stroking me, and it doesn’t take long before the pressure inside of me is near to bursting.

I grab my condom out of my jeans and then kick them off.

I don’t want anything coming between us now.

Penny presses her hips out to meet me, and I position myself at her opening and shove in to the hilt.

“Fuck,” I moan, squeezing her hips and holding her tightly against me. “You feel so good.”

“I’m so full.”

I pull out of her slowly, savoring every single sensation, and then plunge back in.

Again and again, our bodies slap together, and Penny arches her body more and more to meet me, opening herself for me.

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